Open rp (suicide trigger warning
Number Five was curled up in the bathtub, surrounded by bottles and needles, crying silently. Blood was running down his wrists, staining his clothes.
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Zero’s patient was wearing thin, how long is Five taking in there? It’s been at least an hour since he told me he was going to take a shower, so what was taking so long? Zero abruptly got up out of his bed and walked down the hallway, banging on the bathroom door.
“Hey, how long does it take to shower old man!“ he screamed.
Five picked up a bottle and threw it at the door. "Fuck. Off."
Zero clenched his jaw and kicked the door open, breaking the hinges.
He gets a good glimpse of Five, noticing the blood running down his wrist, empty liquor bottles and needles.
“What the fuck!” he yelled worriedly, rushes over to the medicine cabinet to get rubbing alcohol and a elastic bandage.Zero had no idea what to do.
“Why?” he questioned.










